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yourlocaldisneyvillain · 9 months

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a little treat (nsfw)

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Summary: Larissa decides to treat herself to a massage. ;)

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It’s 10am and Larissa can’t focus for the life of her.

She’s wound too tight, her shoulders are achey, she has a throbbing headache and she feels a deep discomfort in the pit of her stomach. It’s the final month of the winter semester, and the stress is really getting to her. Wednesday’s latest stunt caused more grey hairs to appear on her temples and everybody seems to be on her case — the mayor, the parents, the teachers, the students.

She needs a fucking vacation.

She can’t afford to take a vacation — the school would collapse without her. Wednesday would probably burn it to the ground if Larissa took a single day off.

She could, however… perhaps… maybe… take an afternoon off. Nobody has to know. It would be just one afternoon — it could even be today. She desperately needs to unwind somehow.

But what should she do? Just… take a nap? Is she even physically capable of taking a nap? She doubts it — she’s far too anxious for it. She’d just end up working again.

She arches her back, cracks her neck. Her shoulders are terribly stiff.

Perhaps she should get a massage.

She’s never had a massage before. She never seems to find the time for something like that, and quite honestly, she always thought it a waste of money. However, her shoulders don’t seem to share her opinion — they might just petrify if she continues to live like this.

She googles massage places nearby. There appear to be plenty — but one in particular sticks out. People seem to love it. It has many reviews, all of which are excellent.

"really REALLY enjoyed my massage :) 10/10" "Ask for Tilly when you come if you like gentle hands. Fantastic experience." "The Best message place……. reccommend…….." "I’m a regular here. I always leave satisfied. Highly recommend." "my first time getting a massage like this.. but i loved it!"

Before she knows it, Larissa is calling the massage place and booking an appointment, and, fortunately, they seem to have an opening this afternoon. The woman on the phone asks her if she wants a regular massage and informs her that they only have female masseuses — Larissa finds that a bit odd, but thinks nothing of it. She just wants her massage. A regular one — whatever the hell that means.

She spends the rest of her day working and anxiously waiting for the time to leave. She answers parents’ phone calls, deals with insufferable teenagers, schedules an appointment with the Mayor for tomorrow afternoon — her headache gets worse when she thinks about how she’ll have to debase herself, grovel and beg for more funding. She, however, ignores most of her emails, despite the angry red notifications popping up on the app annoying her to no end. She makes a pact with herself to look at those after the massage.

The time to go finally arrives — she lets out a sigh of relief as she locks her office and goes to exit the school building. She loves Nevermore, but you can get sick even of your favourite things if you look at them every day.

She gets in the car, ignores the phone that buzzes incessantly, new emails arriving every couple of minutes. The massage will need to be out of this world if she wants to forget about all this stress — and she doubts it will be. She already regrets doing this — it will probably be a waste of time and money. She wonders if she’s capable of relaxing at this point. Does she even remember what being relaxed feels like?

She's lost in thought as she drives to the massage place. She thinks about emails that need to be answered, anxiety pooling in her stomach, and listens to the robotic voice of her phone navigation — before she knows it, she’s already arrived.

She parks the car and enters the establishment — the place seems decent. A young, cheerful receptionist greets her as she approaches the desk.

“I have a 5 o’clock appointment,” she says, not bothering with a greeting. She thinks about her emails.

The receptionist checks her laptop, and Larissa checks out her cleavage. She considers the outfit a bit inappropriate for the workplace, but Larissa isn’t one to complain about a pleasant view. However, if any of her employees dressed like that, she’d have a word with them.

“Ah, yes, I have you right here. Miss Weems, is that right?”

“Yes.”

“A regular massage, is it?”

What is it with these people and their “regular” massages? What even is a “regular” massage? And does that imply there’s such a thing as an “irregular” massage?

She doesn’t, however, ask any of those questions — instead she just says yes and impatiently taps her fingers on her purse. She wants to be done with this as quickly as possible so she can return to Nevermore. She’s getting quite fidgety. What if she returns and finds the school in ruins?

“Alright. You can always change your mind during, you know that,” the receptionist says and Larissa ignores her, still tapping her fingers on her purse.

“You can go inside and get comfortable. Your masseuse will be with you shortly.”

Larissa just curtly nods and goes to the massage room, eager to get this over with. She anxiously checks her phone. She has 36 unanswered emails. She feels nauseous. Maybe this was a bad idea — maybe she shouldn’t have taken an afternoon off. God knows what Wednesday will do if she realises Larissa left the school grounds. She then remembers her appointment with the Mayor tomorrow and her stomach churns. She has to think about how to best present her case — balance the grovelling with the persuading, and maybe throw in a bit of flirting for good measure…

Her mind is racing. She eyes the emails again. Maybe if she just responds to a couple of urgent ones… it will take a minute or two at most — and then she can undress.

She responds to three emails — none of which are truly urgent, but should probably be addressed sooner rather than later — when she hears a knock on the door that brings her back to reality, and she realises she’s still dressed.

She opens her mouth, wants to ask for five more minutes, but the door opens before she can speak and the prettiest young woman Larissa has ever seen enters the massage room.

“Hi! Miss Weems, I presume?” she asks.

Larissa drops her phone on the ground and swears out loud.

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You enter the massage room and the first thing you see is a tall, gorgeous, blonde woman in her forties, still fully dressed. You’re a bit confused — doesn’t she know how this works?

“Hi!” you say. “Miss Weems, I presume?”

The woman drops her phone on the ground.

“Fuck,” she says, and immediately covers her mouth, as if surprised by her own reaction. “Fuck,” she repeats. “Yes. Sorry.” She bends down to pick up the phone.

She — Miss Weems — is, by all accounts, rather odd — the tallest woman you’ve ever seen, dressed like a 1940s movie star, with hair so blonde it’s almost white pinned in an intricate updo, swearing instead of a greeting (to be fair, she has the most beautiful, velvety voice and a British accent that would probably make anything she says sound sensual and sophisticated), apparently unaware you have to be undressed for a massage.

You are immediately enamoured with her.

“I can give you a couple more minutes,” you say as you watch her fumble with her phone, shoving it in her purse. “You do kind of need to be undressed for this.”

“I'm sorry, I seem to have lost track of time — I just needed to respond to a couple of emails. They were quite urgent.”

“That’s alright, Miss Weems, but we do have a limited amount of time.”

You have no one scheduled for another half an hour after her, and for this woman, you’d gladly cut your break short — but you don’t say that, deciding to remain professional.

“I apologise,” she says, taking off her coat. “My head seems to be elsewhere. I’ll undress in a moment.”

“You can leave it on the hanger there,” you say. “I’ll leave you to it, I can give you another ten minutes.”

“Oh no, we shouldn’t waste time,” she says. She strides across the room, hips swaying in the tight skirt, to put her coat on the hanger. A pleasant scent of subtle, citrusy perfume reaches you as she passes by you. “I’ll undress in a moment.”

She hangs the coat, then pauses, turning towards you. “Do I need to… fully undress?”

She seems a bit nervous. You find her confidence and charisma mixed with clumsiness and nervousness absolutely irresistible.

“People generally do, but you can undress to your comfort level. You’ve booked the regular massage, haven’t you?”

“I’ve been asked that about a dozen times today. Yes, I’ve booked the regular massage,” she says, sounding annoyed as she unbuttons her shirt.

“We're required to double-check. Just know that if you change your mind during, we charge a higher fee.”

Larissa ignores you. You have a feeling this woman can be a handful.

You don’t mind.

You try not to be creepy and stare at her chest as she takes her shirt off, so you go fumble with the massage oils, even though you already have everything ready.

She shimmies out of her skirt, and you can’t resist — you stare at her long legs, clad in nude stockings that are held up with garters. Who even wears garters nowadays? And why does she look so hot in them?

As she undoes the garters and pulls her stockings down, your eyes drift from her legs to her lacy underwear. Your throat is suddenly dry.

Small talk would probably be a good idea. You have to remain professional.

“So, this is your first time getting a massage?"

"Is it that obvious?" she asks, giving you a pretty, practiced smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. You can tell her mind is elsewhere.

"How come you’ve never had one before?”

“Oh, I’ve just never really had the time. But the back pain has really been getting to me lately. I’ve been feeling rather stressed.”

You can believe that — despite being absolutely stunning, the woman is as stiff as a stick. You can tell the woman hasn’t relaxed in decades. Her shoulders and neck appear rigid, her jaw seems to be perpetually clenched, and she wasn’t even able to put her phone aside for five minutes to undress for a massage.

“Oh? Is your job usually stressful or is it just a rough period for you?”

She scoffs. “I think it suffices to say my job requires me to deal with teenagers on a daily basis.”

“That does sound stressful,” you say, deciding not to pry further. You need to shift the conversation away from her job — get her to relax. “I'll try my best to make you forget all about that today, Miss Weems.”

“I do hope you manage that, darling, but I’m afraid I’m a tough case. And no offence, but how much experience do you have with this?” She flashes you a bright smile — it reads as condescending. It pisses you off — and turns you on. “You seem awfully young. Are you in college?”

Definitely more than you since this is your first massage, you want to say, but instead you decide to be polite. “I’ve had sufficient training. And yes, I’m in my last year of college.”

“I must tell you, I’m not sure I believe a massage could relax me — but I’m willing to give it a go, since I’ve already put the time aside for it.”

Oh, you’re never the one to back away from a challenge.

“I hope to change your mind then, Miss Weems.”

She gives you a saccharine, patronising smile, but says nothing.

You’d like nothing more than to fuck that smile off of her face.

You no longer bother averting your gaze as she removes her bra (a sheer, lacy thing that doesn’t cover much anyway) and reveals small, beautiful breasts. Your immediate thought is they’re the perfect size to put in your mouth.

No matter if you’re attracted to your clients or not, you are always professional — you’re here to provide a service that you’re well payed for. You always manage to keep your own feelings and thoughts hidden and under control.

It isn’t every day, however, that you have an actual goddess on your massage table — and one who challenged you, saying you couldn't possibly help her relax. Oh, how you wish she hadn’t chosen the regular massage…

Suddenly, a devious thought pops up in your mind. You could… entice her a bit during the massage. Make her want it.

She appears a bit self-conscious walking to the massage table clad only in nude lacey underwear, her cheeks flushed a pretty pink, but she keeps her head high and shoulders back, channeling confidence you aren’t sure she actually possesses. She’s still a vision, however, self-conscious or not. You watch her thighs and ass jiggle as she walks and it’s the most erotic thing you’ve seen in a while.

Should you do it?

She climbs onto the table — she struggles to do it elegantly, as she’s a bit tall for it. You somehow find that very cute. Her ass jiggles as she finally settles face down on the table. You resist the urge to slap it.

Oh, fuck it. It’s your last week on the job anyway.

You smirk as you rub the oil between your palms, warming it up.

You’re going to play dirty.

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Larissa tenses up as she feels soft, warm hands touch her shoulder blades. She isn’t used to people touching her. And to be quite honest, it’s been quite a while since she was naked (or almost naked) in front of anybody. She feels vulnerable.

“Allow yourself to relax, Miss Weems. This is your time.”

Her time — she hasn’t had an hour to herself in… who knows how long. She wants to relax, but it’s just so hard and…

Oh.

She lets out a groan as the girl presses on just the right spot. Oh, that feels good.

“Does that feel good, Miss Weems?”

She hears the smugness in her voice, and she’s tempted to say no just to be spiteful, but then she presses on that good spot again and Larissa melts into the massage table.

“Mhmmm,” Larissa manages to utter.

“Oh? I thought you were hard to please, Miss Weems.”

Now the girl is just being cheeky.

“In my school I punish the smug students when they talk back to me,” she breathes out and then moans as the masseuse finds another spot that makes her brain go fuzzy.

��Oh, you’d like to punish me? That’s kinky.”

Well. This seems to be going in a… direction. Not that Larissa would mind if the situation was different — she’s very much attracted to the girl — but this isn’t that sort of massage place…

….right?

“Are you… allowed to talk to me like that?” Larissa asks.

“Well, if you upgrade to the erotic massage, I can talk to you however you’d like. I could tell you how I’d like you to punish me. Or anything else you want, for that matter.”

Oh. So that’s why everyone kept checking if she wants the regular massage. And why the woman on the phone made sure to inform her they only have female masseuses available. And why the upgrade was so much more expensive.

The masseuse ventures a bit further down Larissa’s back, warm hands slick with oil gliding over her skin until they reach the band of her underwear. She rubs little circles around the edge of the fabric, sticking her thumbs underneath it, teasing, but not going further, and then going upwards again, following the line of Larissa’s spine. Her feather-light touch makes Larissa shiver.

It’s been some time since Larissa was touched like that — couple of years, for sure. Four? No. Six? Oh, heavens. How has it already been that long? She’s just always so busy, and one night stands require so much effort, and dating requires even more, and…

Larissa’s brain is empty as the pretty masseuse runs her hands up her legs and starts to massage her buttocks, oiling them up, squeezing and kneading. Larissa moans quite loudly, and immediately feels her face go red with embarrassment at the sound she just produced.

“I…”

“Of course, there’s no obligation,” the masseuse says, rubbing circles with her thumbs just where Larissa’s buttocks meet her legs. Larissa feels heat pool in her core. “You can have the regular massage.”

“And what does an… erotic,” she stumbles over the word, “massage usually imply?”

“It implies sensual touching, dirty talk, if you want, and we do offer mutual touch for a higher price. Oh, and we guarantee an orgasm.”

Larissa scoffs. “You guarantee it? That’s confident.”

Suddenly she feels hot breath on her ear. She shivers.

“Let’s make a deal, Miss Weems — if you don’t finish, I don’t charge you anything.”

Larissa hears herself speak before she’s aware she even made a decision.

“Deal.”

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You glance at the clock as Larissa accepts your proposal. You have 40 minutes — that should be plenty of time. Worst case scenario, you extend the appointment into your break.

You don’t know what it is about this woman, but you yearn to make her come undone. She’s wound so tight, seems to be some sort of a sick workaholic, and yet you can sense the suppressed desire radiating off of her. It’ll be a special pleasure to make her lose her composure.

You rub her shoulders and back, trying to relax her as much as you can, finding the spots that make her moan, venturing lower and lower on her back.

“Can I take these off?” you ask, lightly pulling on her underwear.

“Yes,” she says, and lifts up her hips to help you slide it off of her.

You fold her underwear, putting it to the side, but not before noticing the distinct wet spot on it.

“I will undress — is that alright with you?” you ask.

“Yes,” she breathes out as you massage her lower back and buttocks. There’s a spot that makes her shiver when you run your hands over it — you make sure to repeat the motion, and you are rewarded with a loud moan.

“Be aware you can revoke consent at any time,” you recite the obligatory line as you strip naked swiftly and efficiently. You do a quick job of rubbing oil on your breasts and stomach and then climb onto the massage table, straddling her legs and pressing your body against hers. She lets out a high pitched moan as you rub your breasts along her back.

“You said something about punishment, Miss Weems? Tell me, do you prefer good girls or bad girls?” you ask as you slide your hardened nipples against her oiled back.

“Fuck,” Larissa groans.

“Or do you prefer being called a good girl yourself?.”

Larissa whines.

“Do you like that, Miss Weems? Wanna be a good girl for me?”

“I— fuck,” she groans as you start running your palms over her thighs, squeezing and caressing, getting closer to her chore with each stroke.

“Is this alright? Be aware you can revoke consent at any time.”

“Yes,” she says.

“So you want to be a good girl, hm?” you say as you finally brush your thumbs against her core. Despite the slick massage oil, you can tell she’s wet. She spreads her legs as you touch her.

“Yes,” she says, quietly — as if she has a hard time admitting it.

“Will you turn for me?”

You help her turn on her back beneath you. Her blue eyes are dark with desire, pupils blown wide, and a few stray hairs are sticking out of her updo. She is flushed in her face and chest, which somehow renders her milky, freckled skin even more attractive.

“Good girl,” you say as you quickly grab more oil and rub it between your palms. She blushes a deeper shade of red.

“I just have to say that I don’t usually… do this,” she says.

Sometimes people feel the need to justify themselves, especially if it’s their first time having an experience like this — and even more so if they’re indulging in a fantasy they consider embarrassing or dirty — no matter if it’s something as common and innocent as being called a good girl.

You rub oil around her breasts and on her stomach. You feel her getting self-conscious, tensing up, glancing around nervously and fidgeting.

“What a pity,” you say, palming her breasts, making her gasp, “that a pretty thing like you doesn’t know how to let herself be worshipped. You’ve been so good, worked so hard — you deserve to be taken care of.”

She produces a quiet whine — she seems to like that. Good. You’re back on track.

“Relax for me, that’s it,” you say, making sure to arch your back prettily, providing a nice view for her as you massage her breasts. You can feel she's slowly relaxing under your touch. “Good girl,” you praise her and run your thumbs over her nipples at the same time. She lets out a throaty moan.

“Is it okay if I use my mouth?” you ask, lowering your head to her chest that's slightly heaving under your touch.

“Yes,” she says with a hoarse voice. You leave a trail of kisses across her chest, the oil greasing your lips, before you take her right nipple in your mouth and suck on it. She keens and her hands immediately fly to your head to press you harder against her chest.

“Fuck, sorry,” she breathes out. “Can I do that?”

“Yes,” you say. “Want me to suck harder?”

“Yes — ah — and bite, please — mmmm, fuck,” she mewls as you suck and bite on her nipple while you pinch the other one with your hand. You use your free hand to caress her torso, her hips, knead the soft flesh on the side of her upper thigh.

“Such a good girl,” you murmur against her breast, taking her hard nipple between your teeth. “Asking for what you want. Is there anything else you want, hm? Or like?”

You run your hand in the inside of her thigh, teasing.

“I, ah… I like… dirty talk,” she manages to say between moans as you bite on her nipple and gently run your fingers through her folds — she’s soaked.

It isn’t a common thing for you to be so turned on by a client — it’s just a job, after all — but the feeling of Larissa’s wetness on your fingers, her wanton, broken moans, her slow, but certain relinquishing of control… it’s just so delicious. You want to fuck this woman every day.

You kiss your way upwards to her neck and plant a hot kiss on her jaw. “Is this okay?” you whisper into her ear. She nods.

“I need you to be a good girl and use your words,” you murmur. Your obligatory line is “I need verbal consent” — but Larissa inspires you to be creative with it.

“Yes,” she says with a breathy voice.

“So you like dirty talk, hm? You’d like me to tell you how hot and wet your cunt is against my fingers? And how much it will turn me on to fuck you?” you whisper, spreading her wetness across her clit, making her gasp and buck her hips into your hand.

“Yesyesyes, please fuck me,” she whines, rolling her hips into your hand. “Fuck me like you’d fuck a dirty slut.”

You feel heat pooling in your own core at her words — and at the idea of fucking this uptight woman like a dirty slut.

You slowly slide a finger inside of her, curling it, and she spreads her legs further. She looks absolutely magnificent like this, flushed, chest heaving, eyes closed, mouth agape and head thrown back, all spread out for you, begging to be ravished. You start pumping your finger in and out — slowly, curling it inside — and she grabs your back and pushes you closer to her. Her gaze is hazy and hooded as she looks at you. “Harder,” she rasps, and the sheer lust in her voice makes you shiver. You go harder.

Her moans are becoming louder as you continue to fuck her, and you decide to add a second finger. “Fuckyes,” she groans and moves her hips to meet your thrusts.

“You look so pretty while I fuck you like a dirty slut,” you say, voice breathy with exertion. “Such a good girl. You look so hot.”

She whines and tangles her hands into your hair. You wouldn’t usually let a client do that — but you let her.

“Add another finger,” she says with a husky voice. She throws her head back and moans as you slip a third finger inside of her, then pushes your head towards her chest. You suck and bite on her nipples, alternating between both breasts as you fuck her hard and fast, making sure to angle your palm so it hits her clit every time you pound into her.

“Go harder,” she pants. Your hand kind of hurts at this point, but you oblige. The pain is immediately forgotten as you feel her starting to clench around your fingers.

“Your cunt feels so good around my fingers,” you murmur before sucking on her nipple.

“Fuckfuckfuuuck,” she whines as you pound into her. You can sense she’s very close. She’s bucking her hips into your hand and digging her nails into your shoulders, and her moans are becoming higher in pitch. You make sure not to falter in your movements, keeping a hard and steady pace, and soon her moans become high-pitched whines and intelligible swearwords.

“Be a good girl and come for me.”

As you say it, she grabs your hair, pulls your face up towards herself and kisses you.

Usually, you’d pull away if a client did that.

You don’t pull away.

It’s a hot, sloppy kiss, and she cries out into your mouth and closes her thighs around your hand as you fuck her through her orgasm. She spasms with the aftershocks and you can taste her cries of pleasure and her hot breath in your mouth. It’s raw and filthy and erotic.

You slowly pull your fingers out of her as she comes down from her high, her breathing slowing down, her grip on your faltering. She's putty in your hands, completely relaxed.

You stay like that for a moment. Her eyes are closed, her chest still heaving. Your hand hurts, but you don’t care.

You glance at the clock — three minutes to spare.

“I’m sorry,” she says, opening her pretty blue eyes. Her mascara is smudged. She looks absolutely ravishing, thoroughly fucked and flushed. “Do I have to go? What time is it?”

“No,” you say. “Take your time.”

She smiles nervously. You can tell she doesn’t know what do say or do — and to be honest, for the first time since you’ve started this job, you don’t really know either.

“Take your time, calm down, and then I’ll help you clean yourself up. I have half an hour to spare. I don’t want you to rush. I don’t charge extra for that.”

She nods, and closes her eyes. You stay like that for a couple of minutes — you rub hear arms, gently and reassuringly.

“Well,” she says after minutes of silence, and smirks. She opens her eyes. “You won the bet. I’m pretty relaxed right now.”

You both laugh.

The cleanup process is not as awkward as you expect it to be. The silence is somehow pleasant, rather than awkward. When you're both dressed and Larissa is heading towards the door, makeup freshly reapplied and her updo redone, she nervously glances towards you.

“So, uh, if I were to… come again,” she says, then pauses, and you can see her wincing at herself for the accidental pun, “would I be able to, um, I suppose, make sure you will, uh—”

“It’s my last week here.”

“Oh.”

She stands at the door awkwardly. “It’s been…” she pauses, glances nervously around the room, clearly struggling to find words. After a couple of moments, she finally meets your gaze, and you shiver under the intensity of it.

“Thank you,” she says, her voice clear and genuine. You can tell she means it.

She turns to leave, but you stop her.

“Wait,” you say. She waits, watches you grab a piece of paper from the side table and scribble on it. You approach her, awkwardly extending your arm, giving her the paper.

“My number,” you say, looking up at her.

She takes it. The corners of eyes crinkle in the loveliest way as she smiles at you before leaving.

She calls you a week later.

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Fic Pride Friday - on a Saturday!

Thank you for the tag @freneticfloetry @lemonlyman-dotcom @bonheur-cafe

@literateowl @ladytessa74 @liminalmemories21 🧡 And for giving me a reason to create a banner for non-WIP tag games.

Rules: Post your favourite line or passage from as many of your published works as you’d like. Let yourself feel proud of your creations! Tag as many people as you post snippets, so your fellow fic friends can be proud, too.

I've opted to share from three fics- Suddenly in the Silence, Where All This Love Comes From, and Wrestling Angels:

Suddenly, in the Silence:

"I think the closet is haunted," TK says, fumbling the buttons of his lapelled pajama shirt. Carlos faces the opposite side of the room. "But it's from Ikea." "Not that one." TK throws an arm towards the white pre-fab nothingy unit that had housed their pajamas. "I mean the old Reyes relic." "My dad's tatarabuelo built that," Carlos says defensively. And occupies it now, TK thinks but does not say. Instead, he opts for, "It might be fun to sleep in your old bedroom like we did that time before. Snuggled up in that creaky twin with your adorable horse comforter over us." "My old room," Carlos breathes a laugh, "Is the most haunted in this house." "With memories, though, not ghosts."

Where All This Love Comes From

A single tear slips from Carlos' eye. Years ago, there was a young man in New York City called TK Strand and he had no idea that in Austin, Texas, a stranger called Carlos Reyes was aching, yearning, pining for exactly him. He had no idea how loved he was going to be by someone he had yet to meet. He had no idea how wonderful he was as a person with or without a partner – but he was about to find out. That's why you have to keep living, Carlos thinks, so you can find out.

Wrestling Angels

But love is going to come into his life, and it won’t be what he’ll expect, because it’s going to be TK Strand, a firefighter who shows up in Austin from Manhattan following a relapse. He’s a little fierce and rough and moody and funny. He’ll bring disorder to the orderly life he’s about to work so hard to create for himself and himself alone. TK will cause him pain, and he’ll push TK’s buttons, and then it’s going to work out, and he’s going to marry him. And TK is going to be the one to ask. Love is going to be powerful, runaway, gutting, enormous – yet weirdly and utterly defined by the small moments as much as the major events. It’s going to feel physical and invisible, like storm winds that take his breath and knock him off his feet. He’s going to have sex. He’ll have it with a few guys before TK, and every time with each of those guys, it will be somewhere on a sliding scale of outright bad, awkward, embarrassing, mediocre, good, better, great, fantastic. With TK it will be different. Supercharged, mind-blowing, right from the start, and it will also be gentle, romantic, connective in a new way. It will always be a deeper experience than with anyone else. It’s going to mean something real every time, even from the beginning when TK insists that it’s not going to, and Carlos will pretend as much as he can that he doesn’t mind.

I know I'm late so might have missed things but open tag and tags below:

@reyesstrand @paperstorm @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @heartstringsduet

@vineofroses @theghostofashton @lightningboltreader @chaotictarlos

@goodways @welcometololaland @orchidscript @rmd-writes

@strandnreyes @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @chicgeekgirl89

@sznofthesticks @nancygillianmvp @safeaswrites @my-little-tilly

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#Fic Pride Friday #cig tagged #cig fic #my fic #Wrestling Angels #Where All This Love Comes From #Suddenly in the Silence #Tarlos fic #tarlos fanfic

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sims4clutterchaos · 1 month

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It's FINALLY Done!!!

**Someone please hold an intervention if I mention building another palace this month!**

The #HelpIAccidentallyBuiltAPalace Project is FINALLY complete and I've just uploaded it to the Gallery: The Accidental Palace my handle is: daniandnick

I recorded a video walk through of the Accidental Palace and will hopefully have that edited and out by the end of the weekend.

A HUGE Thank you has to go out the all the AMAZING Custom Content Creators who made this build possible.

...With an extra special round of applause to @annadedanann & @stereo-91 for all the awesome stone work, columns, friezes and of course Anna's spectacular wood work!

@felixandresims @itskingfalcon @TheRegalSim @anachrosims @thejim07 @themarblemortal @strangestorytellersims @harrie-cc @cliffou29 @tudtuds @kerriganhouse @cowbuild @RubyRed @jennisims @tilly-tiger @simplistic-sims4 @kardofe @simcredibledesigns

.... and a whole lot more fantastic creators than I can possibly list! HUGE Thank you !!!!!

YOU guys are the reason that SIMS4 is so much fun!!

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hopefulromances · 7 months

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About "Long time coming" delete scenes and their future, can you please write something about the reader getting a call-up to the World Cup (I don't know if the timeline adds up) and Jamie following her Journey towards the final despite the time difference between Australia and England and him comforting her when she comes back after losing 1-0 to Spain, you can ignore it if you want to <3

OMG This is such a good idea!!!!!!!

We're gonna pretend the timeline adds up cause this is such a good idea omg.

A Long TIme Coming drabble

In the year since Richmond had started the Lady Greyhounds, I'd never been happier. When I got the news that I was chosen for England's International Women's team for the World Cup, I just about lost it.

My skills had come back strong, and the whole country seemed to be talking about (Y/N) (L/N)'s amazing season as the captain of the Greyhounds, leading the team to a third place finish in their first year in the league. But even still I hadn't expected to be recognized with a call up so soon.

The first person you'd rushed to tell was Jamie, of course. The men's team practiced simultaneously as the women's. They'd built onto the club to make a locker room and shower for the women but we all worked out of the same place.

After training that day I'd gone over to the men's locker room, running over to find Jamie as soon as I could.

"Jamie!" I called out, running into the room.

He turned and caught me in his arms, excited to see me. "Hey, love! How was training."

He loved seeing her so happy. In all the times she'd been working with the coaches, he'd never seen her so relaxed and happy before.

"Jamie, I was called up for the international team! I'm gonna play in the Women's World Cup!" I told him, smiling from ear to ear.

Jamie's face lit up as he grabbed me around the waist and lifted me up off the floor. The rest of the lads gave me a cheer as well but I only saw him.

"(Y/N) (L/N), you legend!" He squeezed you tight. "I'm so proud of you, kid."

Jamie wasn't able to come with her to Australia, unfortunately. But he kept up with every game. The time difference between England and Australia is 9 hours. Meaning when the game started at 4pm in Australia it was 7am in England.

But Jamie was up already from his workout with Roy and would be at the home watching the game until the last second, then even when he'd gotten to the club, he was checking his phone every few minutes, checking the score.

I only got 15 minutes of play time near the end of the match against the Matilda's and we were already up 3-1 but the Tillies still put up a fight against us.

When I got on the bus after the game, I immediately got a phone call.

"What a match!" Jamie shouted over the phone. I had to pull the phone away as I smiled. Milly, my bus buddy, chuckled as she gave me a knowing smirk. We could both hear Jamie's rambling about the stats and the players and the minutes played. I just blushed and smirked back at Milly.

The worst was when we played Spain. Again, Jamie couldn't come with me. I thought I was going to be disappointed when we won and he wasn't there. But it was worse when we lost. Worse because then I had to wait until we got home to see him and that was almost more unbearable. I could just see him with his sad puppy eyes waiting to comfort me. I didn't want comfort.

I mean I did. But not from him, I was embarrassed. I'd flubbed a pass in my limited time on the field, and I felt the sting of guilt radiating off of me. Though my mistake hadn't directly lead to a goal, I couldn't help but wonder if I hadn't would we have won.

But in the end, Spain was just a better team. They were fantastic, and played extremely well. Jamie didn't call me after the match, he just sent me a text saying how proud he was of me and that he'd seem me when I got home. I was dreading it. The sympathy and pity that would spill out. Jamie Tartt didn't lose games.

Okay, that wasn't true Jamie Tartt had lost a lot of games. But for some reason I was embarrassed that I had lost this game. The car pulled up outside my house and I just had to wait. Forcing myself to stand outside the front door as I worked up the courage to go inside.

The house was weirdly quiet. That was until I walked into the kitchen.

"Surprise!" Jamie jumped out, blowing a noise maker. Above the table, Jamie had hung the same 'Congrats' banner that I'd gotten for him. On the table was a cake and pizza, all the food I wasn't allowed to eat during the season along with a bouquet of all my favorite flowers.

I stared at the set up, all my favorite things, and my favorite person, wearing my jersey. But all I could do was cry. I burst into tears, my bags falling to the ground as I tried to cover my face. Jamie's face fell immediately and he threw his little party hat onto the counter as he raced towards me.

"What's the matter? What'd I do?" he calmed, taking me in his arms. I let out a sob, terrified at the thought that he thought he did something wrong. "Ah! No, it's okay, it's okay, love. What is it? The flowers? I told Roy that you liked daisies and not tulips."

I shook my head, wiping away the tears. "No, no, no, Jamie, no." I reached out and took his cheeks in my hands, needing to feel his skin. "No, you did nothing wrong, you're so amazing. This is amazing."

"I'm just... I was just..." I pouted, the very image of a pity case. "I was expecting you to be all sympathetic and sad for me. And here you are just..." I gestured wildy. "Ready to be excited for me."

"Why would I be sad?" Jamie asked, cocking his head. "England got second in the whole world. That's amazing."

He was right, of course. Here I'd been guilting myself and beating myself up over a lost game. My lip quivered.

"Thank you, Jamie," I said, smally.

He shook his head, chuckling as he pulled me into his chest. I wrapped my arms around his waist, reveling in his strength, the way his arms squeezed me with just the right amount of pressure.

"I'm dead proud of you, really am, kid," he murmured into my ear. "You were bloody brilliant."

And I believed him.

#jamie tartt #jamie tartt x reader #jamie tartt imagine #jamie tartt x y/n #jamie tartt fanfiction #long time coming

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ussjellyfish · 3 months

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All is Possible

"All is Possible" Star Trek Discovery, season 4, is the most Star Trek of episodes.

shuttle crash

small adversities are overcome together leading to a larger adversity finally being defeated

hope is a powerful tool

people who do not get along find a way to get along

snappy political speeches where something falls apart

political speeches where something comes back together

very restrained flirting

the soundtrack is fantastic

political maneuvers force our hero (Michael Burnham) to do something she doesn't want to do, but she does it very well.

at the end mutual respect is achieved (or at least, progress is made)

talking about grief

mutual support

best friends discussing their lives and where they're going

introspection

All of these things happen on Voyager, on TNG, on DS9...and they're some of my favorite little pieces of Star Trek.

It's such a fun episode. Discovery season 4 deserves so much more love than it gets.

(also it's pretty flirty for my OTP, which helps).

And TILLY. It's such a lovely character study for Tilly.

#star trek discovery #michael burnham #sylvia tilly #all is possible #seriously #it's such a good episode

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singto-prachaya · 4 months

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So the second end of the year post is here and it's best BL OST's. I love me a good OST. And sometimes the BL isn't that great but the OST is. Now let's find out my picks

Can there even be an OST list without Boy Sompob? No not at all. He is the #1 BL ost guy and as it should. This song perfectly fits the BL it was made for La Pluie.

More Boy Sompob? Well he was busy this year OST wise so. This one has to be my favorite of the Boy Sompob OST's this year. It's just so beautiful. It was for Chains Of Heart which was not a good BL unfortunaly. But perfect OST.

Now this song? For I Feel You Linger In The Air? Absolutely fantastic. This is by far the most populair BL OST for this year and no surprise. Cocktail is always great tho so if you haven't checked out the rest of their discography then go do so now!

Daou Pittaya with Would You Mind? for Love In Translation. More then enough times they let actors do the OST while they can't sing but this time? No where near close. Daou is an amazing singer. Top tier! Also the special version he did with one of the Tilly Birds members is really beautiful. Check it out as well.

The OST for The Sign and what a banger! Perfectly fits this action packed BL.

Last one on the list and it's the OST from Only Friends by Khaotung Thanawat. Another good BL singer. I love the piano part at around 1:52.

#boy sompob #cocktail #khaotung thanawat #keng tachaya #chains of heart #i feel you linger in the air #la pluie #love in translation #only friends #the sign #ost #best of 2023

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hello (: so finally this is my starter call/plot call. slowly i'm going to post all my outfits for my characters and you can find them here. i'm going to be capping at 4 per muse so ask away :D

prob not going or maybe just lurking outside the ball or something:

annabeth chase: thalia grace or clarisse la rue

jean grey

malia tate

samantha carpenter: tara carpenter

yelena belova.

alice cullen going solo.

she really doesn't need a date to just have fun. right now alice wanted just to have an excuse to wear a very nice outfit for the night because let's be honest, everything is an excuse when it comes to shopping and buy something pretty to wear. thread (2/4): yoon chi woo, apple

alice jones/tilly going with robin hood-mills.

she just wants to have a blast with her fiance, just enjoying their date night with no worries about anything else. of course she might just look around and explore a bit from time to time as well. thread (0/4):

alicent hightower going with ridoc (blind date)

she doesn't know how she ended up doing this but she decided to just be out of her comfort zone and see what the night lead her, she just want a night for herself to relax a bit because work has been stressful as well so this was perfect for doing that. thread (0/4):

anna of arendelle going with kristoff bjorgman

she's very touched that kristoff decided to go with her here, it's been a while since they actually get to be in a ball and she kind of miss those interactions. anna is a very social person so honestly she would love to meet new people as well and just enjoy herself. thread (2/4): xie lian, elsa

annie cresta going with finnick odair

annie loves the idea of spending time with her husband so being here with him is just fantastic so she's going to try and take advantage of this night to just having a good time and trying to be as social as she can as well. thread (0/4):

betty cooper going with ning yingying (blind date)

she wasn't expecting doing this at all but she wanted to try and get out of her comfort zone and this blind date was a good thing in a way, so she just want to have a good time here, that was all, being social because that's why she's here, for being social. thread (1/4): lee jordan

beverly marsh going with peter hale

this is her chance to just let loose and relax a bit and what better way than with her boyfriend? she's going with peter and her idea is just to have fun and trying to forget about almost everything. of course that besides that she's also going to be very social even wanting to meet new people and interact with others. thread (0/4):

bianca di angelo going with lucerys velaryon

this is her first time in an event like this, she's not used to a ball or dressing up to go to one but she wanted to try and give this a chance, she's going to have a bit in a awe about some things that's for sure, especially about some new things in this place. thread (1/4): - parvati patil

bree tanner going with diego

she just wants to spend her time with diego now that she has her in her life once again, this time was the perfect opportunity for that because this seems like a very fun event. however, now that she will be with a lot of humans in the room she might try to have more control than ever, she was able to have that control until now but she's still new about this so is still hard. thread (0/4):

buffy summers going with angel

buffy loves to put a nice outfit and going to dance, to interact with people so this is the perfect opportunity for that, hoping that maybe everything is going to stay like that for the moment, that's what she would love, a night off from the supernaturals and the sources of evil and all of that. thread (0/4):

caroline forbes going with stefan salvatore

she's all over the moon about this, being here with stefan was perfect considering she never thought that she was ever going to see him again so this was just perfect for her. and besides, she loves these events so much, she loves planning them of course but she also just loves going to them as well. thread (1/4): - josie saltzman

carrie white going with dorothy gale

last time she went to an event like this one ended up really badly so she didn't know about being here but dorothy told her and she is starting to trust some people so she decided to give this a chance, she's very shy and a bit reserved so it's gonna be hard to open up but she will try to do that and give this night an opportunity. thread (0/4):

choi nam ra going with evangeline ennar (blind date)

she never thought that she was going to put herself in this blind date thing but she did, maybe to be out of her comfort zone, to try something new so that's why she was here and she wants to just spend her night in a fun way, without caring much about anything else, like a regular girl. thread (0/4):

claudia going with abigail blyg

this is new. she loves a good party but she never expected to go with someone here but she is not upset about this, she's just enjoying herself right now and she will try to do just that, enjoy herself and her time here, trying not to cause too much chaos at least. thread (0/4):

clove kentwell going with cato hadley

not her ideal scenario but she decided to just go and going with cato was a plus so at least she wasn't alone here, at least that was something. she's going to try and relax a bit here but who knows, since this is not her type of scenario she just feels a bit out of place at times. thread (0/4):

daenerys targaryen going with nehemia ygter

this is a very nice place to be in. she must to admit that she's a bit excited to be here with nehemia, it's not her first time in an event like this one but still she's not used to events in this place so she will just try to enjoy the night and forget about everything with her date. thread (1/4): - nehemia

daphne bridgerton going with simon basset

a night off with her husband now that he remembers everything? of course. she's very excited about this. this is really daphne scenario, she loves a ball, dancing, putting a nice dress...it's like back home so she will really enjoy this night. thread (1/4): diana

elizabeth midford going with ciel phantomhive

this is like back home, she loves to dress up and going to an event like this, especially if she's going here with ciel because let's face it, she might've insisted a bit for him to take care, her mission is to make him have a good time as well because she knows that she will have a good time here. thread (0/4):

emma swan going with silco (blind date)

this is new for her because honestly is not like she enjoys the idea of a blind date and she's not sure this is even going to work but she decided to go and just enjoying her night here, that was all, she deserve this kind of break after everything that happened here in washington. thread (0/4):

gwen stacy going solo

she enjoys something to distract herself so this was perfect, she has been alive for a month or so and she's trying to adjust so this was the perfect opportunity. thread (0/4):

hanna marin going with ahura boltagon

she's not holding any king of hope to this blind date because honestly she is not really the type of girl that do that but she ended up doing this anyway just to see how it goes. but one thing is for sure, she will really going to enjoy her time here because she loves those type of events, she really loves to put a nice outfit and going there. thread (2/4): - emily fields, charlotte dilaurentis

heidi volturi going solo

she wasn't going at first but she ended up going mostly because maybe just maybe she could even hunt in here, it could be a good buffet in her eyes so she was going to see, basically is that. thread (1/4): lu junyi

hermione granger going with harry potter

she really wants to have a good night here just a night off from everything but besides that, she thought this could be the perfect opportunity for harry and her to talk about some things that happened before maybe and see how that goes as well. thread (1/4): cho chang

hope mikaelson going with landon kirby

now that finally she has landon with her, she's so happy that she's able to go with him to a ball like this and that everything finally seems okay so even if this is not her type of event, she just wants to have fun with her boyfriend and friends too. thread (0/4):

isabelle lightwood going with simon lewis

she really enjoys this type of events because she can dress to impress and she just loves that. being here with her fiance was just perfect because finally they can do something out of their routine, having a night off. just in case though, she will always be alert because who knows what can also might happen here. thread (2/4): max lightwood, jester

jane going solo

she really enjoys this type of dance, dressing up and just being able to enjoy herself so she's going to do that or at least try to do that in this place hopefully nothing really is going to ruin that. thread (0/4):

jessica riley going with mike munroe

this was the perfect night for them to just have some fun like good old times. this was her second chance to live once again so she's going to take advantage of this at full. thread (0/4)

jill roberts going with billy loomis

it's been a while since she goes to an event like this one and honestly she's kind of excited about this because it would be the perfect date night, not really thinking about anything else but this and just have a good moment. thread (0/4)

kagome higurashi going solo

she decided to go to this valentine's mini gala because she was basically bored so she decided to try something new and that's why basically she was here to try and be more social as well. thread (0/4)

kara danvers going solo

she likes the idea of being here and distract herself from everything that's been happening in washington. but she's also here just in case something bad might happen, she's always on guard just in case but she is going to try and have a good time as well. thread (0/4)

katara going solo

she wants to do something new so that's why she's here, trying to be social and interact with people as well, just blend in, in general, she's here to just have a good time. thread (0/4)

leslie macher going with feirge (blind date)

this is new to her, blind date and all, but she decided to give it a try, trying something new is something that she likes to do so she's very determinate to have a good time and just forget about everything else that might be troubling her. thread (0/4)

lila pitts going with diego hargreeves

this is what people call normal and it's something they were actually looking for, trying to be normal for a change so being in this mini gala was something perfect for them to just let loose and enjoy their time here. thread (0/4)

lissa dragomir going with isaac lahey

that's something she's used to, she likes about being here and just trying to a good time, it's the first time that she celebrates valentines here so she's wondering how is going to be the event, she's curious about it. thread (0/4)

lucy gray baird going solo

a dance, an event like this is something she actually enjoys. now that finally she's free, she wants to try and just have a good time, that's all without caring much about anything else and just enjoying herself. thread (1/4): tigris snow

mary stuart going solo

mary enjoys this kind of events, and the museum seems nice to just explore a bit and see what this place has to offer. thread (2/4) - chu wanning, jane

myrcella baratheon going with baela targaryen

she feels so excited to be here, especially with baela because she likes her very much and she's so happy that they can do this together. she's here to just have a good time, explore the place and being social as well with people around her. thread (0/4)

nancy wheeler going with steve harrington

nancy is really hoping that this valentine is going to be calm and not like the last one but for now she's happy she can be here with steve, she wants to have a good night here, being with her friends. thread (0/4)

narcissa black going with rabastan lestrange

being here with rabastan was just perfect especially because they've been looking for a way to just enjoy a bit of calmness and just a good night and relaxing as well, so in her eyes this was perfect, at least for now. thread (0/4)

rachel amber going with jessica stanley (blind date)

she is unsure about this, this is her first time going in a blind date but she decided to have a good night and just enjoying herself here, not really her scenario after everything that happened in arcadia bay but she might try to get out of her comfort zone. thread (0/4)

rapunzel corona going solo

this is going to be a fun night for her and just trying to enjoy herself and since she's like a social butterfly she will be interacting with people, just dancing and exploring the museum as well. thread (1/4): wei wuxian

regina george going with emily davis (blind date)

this is really something she enjoys to do, being in this mini gala is perfect to dress to impress and be the queen she is. this blind date seems interesting as well so she's going to play nice or as nice as she can be and see how it goes everything. thread (0/4)

rhaena targaryen going solo

this a very nice event, she's here just to have a great time and she doesn't really mind about being here alone, she just wants to explore this place and even meet new people as well. thread (0/4)

sakura kinomoto going solo

sakura is in awe about those type of things, she is just sad that her best friend tomoyo is not here with her or that syaron is also not here but she's going to try and enjoy her night here and especially meet people and be social because she's a very social person. thread (0/4)

santana lopez going with brittany pierce

being here with brittany was perfect, she really loves the company of her and she just wants to spend the best night with her, that's all. she's going to be there dancing, drinking and just having a blast. thread (0/4)

sara lance going with fiona gallagher

honestly for sara being here with someone she likes is perfect, usually she flirts a lot more with girls but this time is a bit different because she actually is smitten by fiona so she is going to spend her night mostly drinking, dancing with her and if there is kissing perhaps. but she would also be social with people if she bumps into someone she knows or if she bumps into someone in general because she's basically a talker. thread (2/4) - ava, hunter

tohru honda going solo

this is her first mini gala event so she's very excited. she misses her friends, of course, but she decided to try and distract herself going and of course she's going to also try and just socialize with people in general. thread (0/4)

usagi tsukino going solo

she is going alone basically because she can't see herselg going in some type of gala without mamoru, it makes her sad he's not here or her other friends are not here as well but she decided to try and have a good time, at least this time she's not that alone here considering setsuna is also around. she's going to be a social butterfly here as well. thread (0/4)

veruca salt going solo

this is the perfect opportunity to show off her dress, accesories and everything that she was able to buy for this special occasion and also the perfect opportunity for her to meet new people as well. thread (0/4):

victoire weasley going with teddy lupin

a date night with teddy is something she honestly would love so much to do so this was just the perfect opportunity. she feels this night is going to be perfect to just enjoy herself, being with the people she loves and relax herself as well. thread (1/4): scorpius malfoy

wednesday addams going with louis weasley

honestly, she didn't want to go but after louis insisting a lot, like really a lot, she ended up accepting but is not like she's happy about it, she's just going to be herself and trying to enjoy herself just how she is, that was all. thread (0/4)

win wanichakarnjonkul going with team siriyothin

being here with team was perfect, win really loves the idea of having some kind of date night in this mini gala with him and just enjoying themselves, he's very happy about this. thread (0/4)

#hw; starter call

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whovianwatchingstartrek · 5 months

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A Whovian Watches Star Trek for the First Time: Part 098 -The Secret Project

Star Trek: Discovery - Season 1 Episode 3 - Context is for Kings

After that last episode put the entire direction the series into question, I am really excited to see where we're going.

We open on a prison shuttle with a "6 Months later", and some small organism is feeding on the shuttle's power. Not a good situation if you're in the vacuum of space, and the pilot ends up dead, leaving the prisoners in a panic over their lives. Luckily though, a Federation ship called the Discovery comes and picks up the shuttlepod. Our prisoners note that this ship is brand new, and completely undamaged by the ongoing war with the Klingons, and that the staff make-up with this ship is unusual. Apparently a lot of Science-staff and groups of soldiers with Black Starfleet Badges that our group of prisoners don't recognise, but I'm assuming are Discovery's version of Enterprise's MACOs. There are also a few people from the Shenzhou on this ship too, although none of them seem willing to talk to Michael. Notablly Saru, who seems to be first officer, but also the ginger woman who Piloted the Shenzhou, who's name I'm now learning is Keyla. She seems to have gained some cybernetics since we last saw her though, and I'm interested over what that's about.

Michael is taken to the captain, Gabriel Lorca, of the ship separate from the other prisoners, and he impresses Michael into the crew until the prison shuttlepod can be repaired. Michael is then escorted to quarters, and we meet her bunk mate, Sylvia Tilly, Who I absolutely love! She is an absolute ray of sunshine! Absolutely here for this Neurodivergent rep!

Unfortunately introductions are cut short, as the ship goes to a Black alert. We don't get any explanation as to what's happening, so we're left as confused as Michael over what's happening. And I love how the mystery of what the alert was over is built. We briefly see some liquid defy gravity, and then Sylvia explains that she cant tell Michael about it if she hasn't been briefed.

We then cut to the next day, as Saru escorts Michael to where she will be working, and we get more detail about Discovery work on classified scientific missions, and that Michael will be working in Engineering. Apparently, there is something top secret about the Ship's engines, and Michael decide to try and figure out what's going on. She uses her Sylvia's Saliva to gain unauthorised access to the engines, and she finds that it's absolutely filled with plants.

Apparently however, the next day, the Discovery's sister ship, The USS Glenn, which is apparently working on the same classified engine project, suffers failure and the crew is killed. So, Discovery is sending it's engineering team to go and recover the project and ensure it remains classified, and the captain is ordered to take Michael on his team.

On the shuttle towards the USS Glenn, we get a bit of explanation of what the project is, but still no details, and apparently there is a lot of resentment between the chief engineer and Captain Lorca for how the the project is being used for war, which is great character stuff, and I can't wait for that to be explored.

The party board the Glenn, and there is some creature lurking in the ships hallways. The horror elements here are fantastic, both the suspense about what happened and the body horror in the various ways that the bodies on the ship are twisted and deformed. And it seems the Klingons weren't spared either, their bodies are equally strewn about the place.

Eventually, we're find the creature that did this, it's a giant tardigrade looking alien, and the mission becomes a race to extract the equipment while being chased by the creature. And fortunately, they manage to succeed.

After the mission, Lorca extends an offer for Michael to join the crew properly, and Michael finally gets explained what the project is. It's a project to produce a new Fungi Powered engine, that's much much faster than the warp drive. Almost instant, in fact. And I love how this is presented, I love how it looks! It's the kind of thing that would be explored in one episode of Doctor Who, then moved on from, but here it gets to be a core part of the series! And since this is new technology, I can't for the show to explore what problems can happen with it! Also, Saru mentioned that Discover can have up to 300 secret projects running, so I can't wait to find out what the other 299 projects are! Michael accepts the offer, and now is a member of Discovery's crew proper.

We're then left with a cliffhanger that Lorca is keeping the Tardigrade creature on Discovery, and it's only a matter of time until it gets out, I guess.

#whovian watching star trek #star trek #star trek Discovery #Star Trek DIS #Star Trek DISCO #ST DIS #ST DISCO #DIS #st: disco #DISCO #st: discovery #Discovery #ST: DIS

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affixjoy · 21 days

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😒 Character who annoys you. & 🫂 Character you'd like to be friends with.

Annoying character:

No one especially comes to mind as annoying, but I do love to hate Gary as Kirk’s toxic ex.

Character I want to be friends with:

I’m on record as adoring Tilly, I think she’s fantastic. I also think we’d be great friends.

#star trek #star trek tos #ask game

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gimmethosedaddymilkers · 1 year

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Arthur Morgan Modern Headcannons pt2

Okokok

PART ONE HERE KINDA IMPORTANT TO READ FIRST

Everyone loved the modern headcannons and wanted to have some modern wedding headcannons

As well as some more arthur on the bike wink wonk

we’re gonna combine the two, and start with the wedding and work in some of the bike!

Oh and @photo1030 suggested Arthur on a more vintage looking Indian Motorcycle rather than a Harley, so I’ll leave an image of both and write for both!

A LITTLE NSFW SO 18+ ONLY

Okay

So after Arthur has asked you to marry him because of course he did

You two set away at making wedding plans almost immediately

You more than him

not that he isn’t excited to marry you because of course he is

but because he isn’t exactly into big party’s

he’d be willing to just get married with his family, your family, and one officiator.

But he knows you’ll want something a little more extravagant.

So he let’s you do whatever it is you’d like to do for it

You want to do a color scheme? He knows you won’t make him look like a total fool

you want a specific kind of food there?

He’s not picky he’ll eat anything you put on his plate

it’s the same with the cake, it can look any way you want

he’s absolutely there to accept any and all plans you make

of course he’ll help with certain things but he’s given you free reign

Like I said

it’s not that he’s not excited for your wedding

quite the opposite

he mentions to you just how excited he is for it every morning he wakes up with you

He mentions ‘we’ve got X amount of days until you’re Mrs./Mr. Morgan’ and then the rest of the day you have a smile on your face.

He helps pick the location, obviously

He wants to do it on Dutch’s ranch, there’s plenty of space there to set up a venue, and you debate it over a night but then realize it’s probably best for the two of you.

It’s close to family and Arthur would love to be closer to family rather than somewhere he doesn’t know, and you know that.

Plus there’s a beautiful apple orchard that Hosea’s started there

that you think would be fantastic to put the alter at

You invite your family, your friends and the entirety of Arthur’s family and all is set up sooner than you think

Of course you make the color scheme your favorite color and white, or black if that’s more your style

(Myself it’s olive green and white, that’s what I’d like to have whenever my actual wedding happens, if it happens lmao)

which means whatever your favorite color is, is the color of Arthur’s tie, or his tux with a black tie, depends on the route you decide to go

(Like for me, an olive green suit with a black or white tie, I think it’d look fantastic)

Your dress is the same way!

(AND OR SUIT YOU WOULD MATCH WITH HIM OMG THAT’D BE SO CUTE OMG WHAT IF YOU WERE OPPOSITE? SO GREEN TIE AND BLACK SUIT)

(A mostly white dress with olive green accents for me I swear these are just to try and give you an idea of what I mean but also shut it I can dream too)

The decorations match the color scheme and Abigail does a lot of it, she kinda takes over and decides that she is gonna be your wedding planner.

Jack is OBVIOUSLY the flower boy

The song Arthur proposed with

This one btw

Is the one you two have your first dance to

The song that plays as your maid of honor and bridesmaids walk down the aisle with the groomsmen with is

This one here

and then obviously the traditional wedding march as you walk down the aisle, but with a little bit of a southern twang to it, played on an acoustic guitar.

Your bridesmaids and Maids of honor are either your closest friends (Any you can think of!)

Your closest friends from Arthur’s family!

Mary-Beth, Tilly, Karen, Molly, Susan, and Abigail of course!

Who is your Maid of Honor?

Def Abigail, she helped do the entire wedding of course

and obviously John is Arthur’s Best man

It was a real toss up

it was between john and charles

but john won

because of that whole brotherly bond thing

The dj for the wedding is Sean because he insisted and if you didn’t he threatened to make you feel bad for the rest of your life for it.

The whole thing goes off without a hitch!

Arthur is crying at the alter and pretending not to be

He sees you and just can’t stop himself you’re just too perfect and he’s sniffling and trying to wipe away the tears without it being too noticeable

That makes Abigail cry, which makes you cry, which makes John cry, and everyone is crying

Dutch is crying the loudest and Hosea is hitting him repeatedly to try and get him to shut up

When it comes time for the reception, food dancing and the like

everyone keeps calling you Mrs./Mr. Morgan and welcomes you to the Van Der Linde family without hesitation

Everyone dances happily, and gets drunk

Arthur gets drunk but for once its happy drunk, and not drinking because it’ll take his mind off things

He sings badly for you and the two of you

Just have the time of your lives

the pictures you get taken for the wedding are sent to you about a month after and you swear you’d almost kiss Albert for how well they came out

Arthur looked so handsome and you PROMISED him that the photos would be treasured forever

You even set one of the digital copy ones as your lock screen because he looked so damn fine

Speaking of fine

Those motorcycles

He doesn’t ride them often but you complain to him to start doing it more because

GODDAMN

HOLY FUCK

YOU’D FUCK HIM ON THE BIKE IF YOU COULD

The vintage Indian Motorcycle is older and it takes a lot of repairs sometimes

He doesn’t take the bikes into the shop though

Mainly just because he’s got the tools at home to fix it

On the days you aren’t at work you sit at home and watch him work on it

swearing under his breath

sweating and wiping oil on himself

Tossing things to the side and calling them names

Going from angry at the bike to nice the next second

“You fuckin’ bitch that’s my goddamn hand”

“Aw...start up for me, please?”

Now, modern Arthur keeps his hair fairly short, faded at the sides and anywhere from a 2 to 3 level beard.

He’s got tats on his arms all the way to the shoulder, a sleeve, only on one arm though, the other has a few tats but not a sleeve

He’s got a chest tat, but its not huge

the one on his back is tho

You get to see them when he works on the bike because he gets hot and frustrated and tosses his tanktop to the side or ends up using it as a rag because the one he usually tucks in his waistband gets lost when he kicks pieces to the side

The back piece is a Buck, one of his favorite animals and his arm is an amalgamation of things

His favorite fire arms, which he uses as an excuse to say

“What, you mean, these guns?” And then flex

He’s got just a bunch of things that mean a lot to him and also anything that he thinks looks good on him.

He’s got a feather tattooed on there somewhere from an eagle, (it’s matching with Charles)

In general he’s got wilderness things tattooed on him, mountains and trees and the like

The chest tattoo is small, but also a favorite firearm, one of the repeaters he likes

He’s got flowers mixed in too! A man can like flowers damnit!

When his bikes are fixed up

He’s

GOD

he’s a hunk

He wears this tight fitting white shirt and these fantastic jeans with biker chaps and a leather jacket to match.

He wears his cowboy hat too, which of course you always warn him it’s gonna fall off when he’s riding but of course he remembers to tie it on with the straps he had you sew in

Like I said he usually keeps his cigarettes rolled up into his arm sleeve, that way he can reach them easy, and the sight of him smoking on a vintage bike

WOO

Look AT H IIM

He always smirks at you and says the PERFECT THINGS

He drops you off at work sometimes and when he does you know that means he’s gonna pick you up for a bike ride that evening

When he pulls up to your work and kicks that kick stand out to wait for you to get on he’ll look at you, smirk with his cigarette between his lips and say

“C’mon Baby. You an’ me are gonna ride all damn night.”

JUST

A H

He’s just so damn hot you don’t know what to do

He takes you on long bike rides sometimes

on like

bike week?

He’ll take the harley for those tho, cause it’s more reliable for the longer trips

and the two of you ride together

Sometimes he steers with one hand and puts the other on your thigh while he drives

It’s a little precarious because

ya know

bike

but he knows what he’s doing so you always feel safe

AND HORNY

He loves both of his bikes like

LOVES

i mean

sometimes he talks to them and you’re like

“Honey, for the love of god, if you don’t say those exact words to me right now and fuck me in the hayloft you and I are going to have marital issues that I’m not sure we can fix.”

Cause he says with that stuPID voice of his

“That’s my Girl”

and

“Good Girl..”

Not only that but he’ll get mad when he’s fixing them (As previously mentioned)

And say something like

“Goddamn it why can’t you just fuckin’ start for me you dirty whore?”

“ARTHUR PLEASE I WILL START-”

And let me tell you

after a ride on the bike he’s a little riled

and the two of you go

HAM

DAMN

you go ham

GREAT HAM

When the two of you finish said hamming

You always make food because he’s sleeping

snoring his ass off in the adjacent bedroom, laying flat on his back with his arms spread eagle and a blanket just barely covering his unmentionables

His hair all tousled and a small sheen of sweat covering his body

he’ll eventually stumble out with boxers pulled on haphazardly

It’s mostly because he smelled food, but also because you weren’t cuddling him and he’s a little bit of a baby.

You feed him, and sit there playing with his hair, which he LOVES

he thinks about growing it out a little longer because then there’s more for you to mess with but

with him being a mechanic he doesn’t wanna risk it getting caught in some machine and ripping his scalp at all

So he keeps it short but he loves you messing with it all the same.

He makes you lunch btw

he isn’t the best at cooking but he’s pretty good

he makes you your favorite sandwiches and puts soup in a container for you and literally makes sure all your favorite snacks are in there for you

He packs it the night before while you’re reading in front of the fireplace and then he curls up with you on the couch

9 times out of 10 you have to wake him up and herd him into the bedroom where he immediately cuddles back up into you.

He is

WONDERFUL

AND

HOT MAN

Who happens to also be

YOUR HUSBAND

Please

I’ll write so many more of these if it’s what pleases the people

just tell me

request them

ill sell my soul to write more

#arthur morgan #rdr2 #Red Dead Redemption 2 #Arthur Morgan headcannons #rdr2 headcannons #arthur morgan modern #modern headcannons #van der linde gang

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